!!DISCONTINUED!! Into The Maze - The First Girl - Newt x Reader x Minho

Chapter 42

~Newt's POV~

The Glade is upside down. Not in the way I had seen it outside the Med-jack hut after the Griever attack, but literally upside down. It's disorientating, and my head starts to hurt as I stare at the grassy ceiling above me and the endless pit of blue sky below.

I try to move, to blink, to speak, to do anything, but I can't. All my bodily functions are outside my control; the only things I can do is breath and blink, and even that is an effort.

Then my body moves of its own accord, turning around and moving so that the world spins in a dizzying display of colour until it abruptly stops the right way up. It's like I'm a passenger in another things body, and as I catch sight of a thin red beam searching back and forth in front of me, I realise what I am.

A Beetle Blade? Why one of these bloody things?

The Beetle Blade scurries through The Glade, moving swiftly through the branches of the orchards, its red beam of light sweeping back and forth in front of it. Then my vision freezes, but not naturally, it freezes in the way a computer would freeze. People and things stuck mid-motion, a Glader halfway through swinging an axe or a falling leaf in mid-air.

Then the vision changes and I have a different view of The Glade, the slightly grainy footage of the under-construction part of the Homestead sharpens suddenly, and my heart stops. I see Y/N.

I see her working on top of the skeleton roof of the Homestead; her face pinched in concentration as she pushes a plank into position and nails it down. Her y/h/l  y/h/c hair shines in the sunlight, the many fluffy, flyaway hairs I love so much sticking up all over her head despite her attempts to subdue them.

Her ponytail lets her hair fall forward over her shoulder and swing in front of her, and impatiently she pushes it back, leaning forward and concentrating on her work, brushing her hair back every time it swings forward. I stare at her, drinking in the picture of my beautiful girlfriend, strong, safe, and healthy, and my heart breaks as I remember her now, stiff and cold as a marble statue in the Med-jack but.

Y/N jumps down when Gally calls to her, then sets off across The Glade, steadily moving out of my line of sight. Panic fills me as I lose sight of her, and I try to move to keep her in view. No! I need to see you! Please don't leave me! I think desperately.

Maybe I somehow changed the 'dream' -I was starting to wonder if it wasn't the Creators messing with my head- but again my vision changes, and I find myself attached to one of the enormous ivy-covered walls, perched above Y/N and Chuck who I can see sitting below me.

"Oh wow, that's beautiful Chuck", Y/N says, admiring something Chuck holds out to her, "Is that what you were working on at the meetup?" He nods, and they talk a little before she hugs him, ruffling his hair.

"Can you put it on for me?" She asks, and as the Beetle Blade scurries closer, I can make out the wooden pendant that Chuck clasps around Y/N's neck. I remember seeing it now, a delicate flower on a slim silver chain.

"How do I look?" She asks, and Chuck grins, "Like klunk", he says, making her lunge at him and start tickling him mercilessly. My heart aches as I look at them, seeing their carefree happiness and obvious sibling-like love for one another.

They laugh together for a few minutes, the Beetle Blade perched silently above them, and rage fills me, knowing that the Creators were spying on this private moment in Y/N and Chuck's lives; because I don't doubt now that I'm seeing what happened before the attack.

Somehow the Creators are projecting what happened into my mind for me to see and hear. To witness and experience what happened while I'm trapped inside the Beetle Blade, powerless to stop what I know is going to happen next.